..” I turned in shock to face Wishes’ mother. “You know?” I gasped.She chuckled softly and looked out over the moor as well.“About a quarter...of a mile that way.” she pointed slightly to the left of the view. “Is a sacred spot to the Goddess. If someone makes a wish from the depths of their heart there at certain times of the year the Goddess may see fit to grant them. Last winter she granted your wish.”“I guess someone did,” I murmured not quite sure if I believed in a mythical Goddess, but. Fuck her now. I pulled her cheeks apart and pushed myself into her wet pussy. It felt tight for a 72 year old and very warm. I pushed it all the way in and stayed still, just letting myself feel her, and letting her feel me. I probably could have gotten off right there with no thrusting but her voice woke me from my unconscious lust. She groaned stop, take it out its disgusting and then got really quiet. My free hand began to rub her ass and I began to thrust. Very slow at first then picking up. It'll keep us out of mischief for a couple of days I think." A couple of days! Are you serious?" Yes. One more day to get the rest down. One day to fill out the holes. And I should say a couple of hours to grout them. And I think they need a coating before we can hang the wallpapers on them too, that'll take the rest of the day. And I would say the doors and the panels and the windows are going to take another couple of days, say Friday at the earliest." Shit! Well, we've got lot's of time. I was then attracted to mature women only. I always tried different technique to hit on moms friend thinking about her.When I was 18 my dad retired from the service, but he picked up a job in the US with a big salary. His idea was to stay there for 3 years and come back. Mom also agreed to it. Once dad left after about six months my mom and I went to someone’s wedding reception. Mom had a good time with the women there. She was really drunk. We were then dropped home by an old gentlemen. I took.